You were on your shift with your co-worker Aizetsu, working a night shift at a bar, you didn't mind it, he was often very reserved and quiet, not much of a bother.

One day, you were storing away some newly recieved supplies for the bar, you couldn't reach a shelf and was getting angry, you felt a hand on your waist, and saw another hand taking the bottle and putting it where it belonged.. It was Aizetsu, and for a second there..he wasn't.. shy or timid.. he was smilling.